Cinematic Ponderings

Oh gosh, have I become a humor Scrooge? Am I stingy with my funniness allotment? This afternoon David and I took Maddie and a friend to see "WALL-E" and it was all I could do to find it worth the almost $50 it cost for admission, popcorn and drinks. (Maybe that was the problem, the fact that an afternoon at the movies now costs $50?).

I really loved the "Toy Story"s, both one and two. I found "Monsters, Inc." frightfully wonderful. I began to slow down about the time "The Incredibles" came out, and slept right through a home viewing of "Ratatouille." "WALL-E," I think, has pushed me to the limit.

Maybe I've just seen too many children's movies in the last eight years since Maddie could sit through a show.

I was thinking about how it was when I was younger and was taken to the movies by my parents. My mother hated to spend money on the theater's popcorn, so she always brought her own. The day we saw the screen version of "Fiddler on the Roof," she whipped out of her oversized purse, a produce bag filled with buttery, salty, completely burnt popcorn. Mmm! Mmm! Maybe that's why I spare no expense when I take my own daughter to the movies.

"WALL-E" was very cute, especially the people in the second half. But I think I am starting to really lean toward wanting to see actual humans who have blood running through their veins rather than computer-generated animations. I don't know, maybe I'm just a movie miser.